Feeding the Fire - No Use For A Name

It used to be easy to listen to people

And take everything with a grain of salt

And now that I’m older I still hear voices

I do not wish to be involved

I don’t want to be involved with the incinerator anymore

That lifestyle is such a bore — Find the door

I want to leave this place can’t take it anymore

Locked in a room and the flames are burning down around me

And now I see the door but I won’t find a key

It’s kinda sad but I’ll never find a better place to be

I’m not feeding the fire anymore

It only makes me want to keep it locked inside

You got the gasolene but I don’t have a light

I wanna hang out, it’s not a good time

I’d rather be somewhere that I can find

People that don’t live off the words that are said by someone else

Cos talking shit is so bad for your health

That lifestyle is such a bore — Find the door

I want to leave this place can’t take it anymore

Locked in a room and the flames are burning down around me

And now I see the door but I won’t find a key

It’s kinda sad but I’ll never find a better place to be

I’m not feeding the fire anymore